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Puck is a weekly webcomic that, in the words of one fan, is "mostly irreverent humor concerning a pretty girl with freckles and a hot she-devil who wears fan-service costumes." Surreal fantasy slice-of-life crazy-type stuff about the world's funniest redhead! Updates Tuesday.

I just want to make it known that there is currently an alternate punch line to this comic posted over on MY PATREON PAGE, so if you’re curious, you could always, you know, become a supporter and stuff. Not that I’m hard selling or anything. Just … just soft sell.

For the record, Papa is the kind of smooth talker I most admire: the type who is undeniably smooth, but never really tries. At all. It is an unstudied, uncultured smoothness. He gives little to no thought about what he is about to say, and so he never is at a loss about what to say. I am the exact opposite of this: I wrestle mightily with my own brain during conversations, trying desperately to think of a few decent words to say, and the end result is always a disaster. But not Papa. Papa is fearless, and instinctive, and just a little bit dumb, and that makes him a conversational genius.

I have a lot of random books, but one of them is An Introduction to Pali. Flipping through it I did find a verb for “to dance” (nat- 3rd conjugation, with what I assume is the participle, naccam). I take this as proof positive that, at least in Theravada Buddhism, the Buddha could dance.

Panel 3 leaves me feeling just a teensy bit concerned.
Phoebe may be one of the more benevolent characters of the comic, but I have to wonder what a half-devil girl with her lavish upbringing considers “cutting loose”.

You know, there’s a problem right at the heart of Daphne’s plan, besides it’s psychoticness. Is Hannah really the kind of person who cries in the bathroom just because another girl is prettier than her? She’s just so bubbly. Daphne’s going to have to be a lot nastier.

Daphne’s plan was really no plan at all. Because she was entering an arena that was wholly foreign to her. It’s like someone who has never played hockey who sets a goal of winning some hockey tournament. The plan would look like this: (A) buy hockey equipment, (B) go to arena, (c) get on the ice, and (D) do some, uh … some good hockey stuff. This is the level on which Daphne’s plan exists.

That second option, definitely. I liken it most to Douglas Adams’ “Somebody Else’s Problem Field”. Everyone sees it, knows about it, but assumes, “There’s probably a good explanation for it and it’s really none of my business,” so they go about their business.

Repetative Humminas is the sound a male makes when incapable of communicating coherently with the beautiful female in front of him. It’s a very old school gag in some movies, television shows and cartoons.

I know of it. But no, it is not celebrated. And seeing as there are almost no actual Mexicans to speak of in Canada, I cannot speak to the veracity of the holiday and whether it’s culturally authentic.